Dictators

Is anyone all good, is anyone all bad
Even Hitler must have spent days in the sad
And there is an inherent taboo
Latched around every love you
That says where I cannot go
I don’t listen to lies and you should know
That I will not be restrained
From crossing divides into the pain
And seeing whats there, seeking to know
What’s behind the lines I cannot go
Because watching the mysteries darkly unfold
In every evil is a morsel of gold
That never got time to appreciate
So I love you too and forget about hate

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